Pumpkin deconstruction

After ridiculously hosting that poor pumpkin, the squirrels finally found a way to eat the thing, and they did.
I carved a Jack O’ Lantern, tried to light it without luck, but it did survive for a day. Halloween having passed, I took it out to the compost where the squirrels aren’t interested.
Meanwhile, there’s a mouse in my house. Black, velvety, fast. Now I’m obsessed with the idea the place smells like mouse. And it’s the reason I’m still up at 2:30am.